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The Knocks lyrics : "The Prize"

F*cked up nigh, empty pack
Lack of imagination, no more lights
Running tap sounds like Niagara falls

Silhouettes in the frame,
A double take decision
Grab the key,

Seems my feet are rushing to the door

I've been lied to by the night

Lead around in circles
Am I taking too much time
A rhyme so lost in riddles


Chorus:
You're the prize,

You're the prize, the prize
You're the prize,
The prize, the prize

You're the prize,

Moving fast, when did cabs get little televisions

Looking back through the glass
At the footprints on he snow
At the red people cross like a parade of nothing

It's too much, wanna stop it like a video, video

I've been lied to by the night

Made the wrong decisions
Thought I finally got it right
Don't these drums have rhythm?

Don't these drums have rhythm?

Chorus:

You're the prize,
You're the prize, the prize
You're the prize,

The prize, the prize
You're the prize,
Don't these drums have rhythm?


I've been lied to by the night
Looking back, moving fast, fast

Oh, I, I've been lied to by the night

You're the prize,

Don't these drums have rhythm?
You're the á¹—rize, the prize
You're the prize,

The prize, the prize
You're the prize

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